Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Rock, water, stone, feather.




Although we know She should be working we thought itwas time that She should be walking, so we clawed Her out from Her studio, away from the cheetah She was painting and up the hill to a land of blue sky. All the way up the green lane the garss was wet, but not with tears for Martha, who loved to walk this way. The land will miss her soft pawed carress, but it does not weep for her.



Full of life we were and free on this beautiful warm sunshine day, and each step that we took, each paw that we raised and planted on the dark earth we did so in celebration of Martha's life. The air was all golden birds and dark chough. At the Standing Stone, all softened with lichens, we played King of the Castle, Rosie and me.




I won.


We were on top of the world. The sun was warm, the salt air full of birdsong. We were alive and we were here to celebrate.




Floss and Rosie found a high place. In the sky the moon hung silent. I climbed to their high place to be closer to the beautiful moon.


 On the way back down a raven circled where we had been walking, tumbling and turning in the joy of having wings. On the hill we all found a quiet sense of peace, the bright moon, the dark raven, the golden birds and memories.



 
 

17 comments:

Morning's Minion said...

A lovely walk! These last warm days are very precious and they draw us away from what we should [?] be doing indoors.

Nic's Notebook said...

Gorgeous pics! Can't believe the cats will get so close to the dogs - our puppy torments our cats!

Purrfect Haven said...

beautiful post about Martha who sounded beautiful too. Another set of wonderful photos. Darcy and Bingley xx

Narrative jewelry said...

How beautiful you are, ginger cats, and Rosie and Floss. Enjoy your life in memory of sweet Martha.
I love you so so much.

Robin Larkspur said...

She is blessed to have such very good friends.

bea's blog said...

.♥•⊱╮
What a gorgeaous, touching post again.
Lovely pix - as always.
.♥•⊱╮ Love from the continent
Beatrice

Freda said...

A true artist's eye on the photos. We had a tiger/tabby cat once who followed us on all the dog walks. And the ginger Tom waited behind in the ferns to pounce on the two dogs and the tabby when we got back. Wonderful times.!

WOL said...

I like the picture of the two gingers on the rock. Martha will always be with you because you carry her in your heart.

Griffin said...

Lovely to see the ginger tigers on the prowl and the dogs with them. They are all so beautiful, just like the landscape.

Kate on Clinton said...

What beautiful photos. Your pack knew the best way to honor Martha.

Anne Boleyn said...

A perfect tribute to Martha and very beautiful photos. Thank you!

Kate said...

I love the music you make with works and pictures. Thanks.

Teri and the cats of Furrydance said...

How very tranquil and peaceful...as your hearts may be

Susan said...

I would like to be a ginger cat for a day in their world. Wonderful.

Barbara said...

What a beautiful post - and the images are stunning.

Sheelagh said...

I have a confession ........I have the king of the castle on the rock saved as a screen saver. Its such a great shot and makes me feel that the open spaces of Pembrokeshire are here in the office, sprinked of course with some ginger.

Kitikata-san said...

Yes, you did have a nice walk.